POV - Crystal/Ambrosine

I shoot up in bed cold sweat covering my body as I pant heavily. I cover my face with my hands and try to stop the tears as they continue to fall softly. Why did I do this you may ask? Well it is simple I just had one of the worst dreams of my life. It started out by showing me the dream of my grandmother again, then it turned dark and twisted filled with blood and gore. It showed that man Sebastian and Grell fighting each other, both of them covered in massive cuts and bruises caused by the other. Undertaker was fighting some woman with short bluish-silver hair, but he is different having lost the large overcoat to reveal the outfit of the man from the statue at dispatch. I am holding Ronald close to me trying to stop the blood coming from his side, Will is either dead or knocked out beside us and I pray that it was the latter. Bodies of people I don't know are scattered around us and by the blood covering them all are dead or close to it The whole time I had this feeling that all of this was my fault and wishing I had never came to this time. The last thing that happened was me hearing Grell scream in pain and landing in front of me in a pool of blood.

'Why in the world did I dream of that!' I yell in my head as I wrap my arms around my knees and cry softly into them. I don't look up when I hear the bedroom door open and Grell's drowsy mumbles as he walks in.

"Crystal What's Wrong sweetie!" I feel him wrap his arms around me as he tries to comfort me. I turn and wrap my arms around him and cry into his chest. "I don't know what's going on but know that I am here for you hnmm." he says rubbing comforting circles on my back until my crying has slowed to soft sniffles and puffs. ( AN/ you know when you have been crying for a while and you end up making puffing sounds or something similar) "Bad dream?" he asks and I nod my head against his chest and tighten my hold on him. "And by the way you acting it has something to do with me doesn't it?" another nod and a surprised squeak when he pulls me back down on the bed, he lays me on my side with his arms around me protectively and smiling at me slightly. "It's still really early so try and get some more sleep dear." I nod and snuggle up close to him with a hand on his chest my eyes drooping and my mind slipping into a dreamless sleep.

The next time I wake up is when Grell is shaking me awake telling me it is time to go to dispatch. I rub my eyes and let out a small yawn and end up sending Grell into a fit about how cute I looked when I did that. After I start giggling at his at his messy bedhead he pouts and rushes off to his room to get ready. I put on a black sweater dress that stops just above my knees and has a large coffin design (that I sewed on myself) on the front that doubles as a large pocket. The sleeves are the same as my red sweater dress I had on when I first came to this time, I put on my silver ankle boots and along with my gloves from yesterday, black leggings, and my usual jewelry I wear. (my choker and grandmothers necklace, and coffin earrings) As an added accessory I put on my cat and crow skull belt again feeling that it is important to wear it today for some reason. Lastly I put on my makeup and style my hair deciding on putting it in a high ponytail tying it with my bell ribbons and with some hanging in large loops at my ears.

"Crystal are you ready darling~" Grell singsongs as he walks back into the room with carrying a large red chainsaw with gold and silver details. I point to it and smile a sharky grin that is returned by his own sharp smile. "You like my chainsaw? Well who wouldn't love such an amazing death scythe as this." he sticks out his tongue and makes a hand gesture while saying.. "DEATH~" in a very hyperactive tone. I giggle again and grab my coffin bag and push him out of the room. We grab our coats and head off to his work arriving there in about 10 minutes or so. (We had to walk slower as to not slip on any of the ice that formed overnight) When we do get there and to the floor that he works on Will is waiting for us.

"Sutcliff you have field work today with Mr. Knox, I am surprised you actually got all your paperwork finished on time." Will pushes his glasses up with his scythe and his gaze turns to me after Grell rushes off with a excited expression. "Miss. Thorn you may stay with me for now I will take you to the Undertaker in an hour or two." I nod and follow him into his office quietly and sit down on the couch in front of his desk. He goes to his desk and starts filling out papers and signing off on some them before setting each in separate piles next to him. I watch him for a minute before getting an idea and a slightly evil smirk on my face. I take off my coffin bag and pull out one of my sketchbooks and my charcoal pencil set. I open the book up to a fresh page and start drawing, the sound of my pencil scratching against the paper joining the sound of Will's pen as he writes. After about two hours Will stops writing and stands up from his desk walking over o me. I don't notice this until he is standing behind the couch and looking over my shoulder at my drawing.

"Miss. Thorn this is..." he whispers and seeming at a lose for words as he looks from me to the picture. What I have drawn is simple but at the same time filled with my subjects personality completely. For I have drawn William T. Spears sitting at his desk working tirelessly, in it he is hunched over his desk slightly with pen in hand and the piles of paper surrounding him completed. His face is in his usual stoic expression and shaded in perfectly to match how the light from the window behind him was cast. All in all it is a picture that I have done my best on to express Will to his entirety. A shinigami that is completely dedicated to his job as the district supervisor, and only wishes to get things done correctly and on time.

"I will take you to Undertakers shop now Miss. Thorn." Will states going back to his normal demeanor and heading towards the door. I sigh and put away my things before following him out of his office and the building. I wrap my arms around his waist and hold on tight with my face buried in his chest and completely missing his flushed cheeks. After the familiar feeling of going through a portal Will places me on his back and starts jumping across the rooftops. He jumps down into an alley near the Undertakers and says his goodbyes before jumping off again. 'Why did he rush off so quickly did I do something wrong?' I ask myself as I exit the alley and head towards the Undertakers shop. Just as I'm reaching to open the door it is swung open from the other side.

"Ah hello again Miss Thorn it is a pleasure to see you again." says the familiar smooth voice of Sebastian. I look up at him as he gives me a closed eyed smile that I know is fake. 'Oh how I wish I could speak just so I could yell at him to stop being fake around me!' I yell in my head as I frown at the strange man as he continues to hold the door open. "Well I have to return to my master now, farewell Undertaker thank you as always for the information required." with that Sebastian leaves but not before giving me the same look as when we first met. 'Why does it feel as if he see's me as some kind of meal when he looks at me.' I shake the thought from my head and enter the shop.

"Ah! If it isn't my little maiden come to visit me~." Undertaker giggles as I close the door behind me and walk over to where he is sitting on one of the coffins. He smiles at me patting me on the head playfully and making me giggle. "I would think your 'Mother' would not like you traveling around alone deary~. Why is it you are hear anyways I wonder hnmm~?" I smile sadly at him and sit on the coffin opposite him after grabbing the chalkboard I used last time. He does't bother with reading it aloud this time as I tell him why I am here.

(Crystal writing out answers/talking with chalkboard)

"I do not really know why but Will brought me here to stay with you. Grell had to go do field work today with Ronald."

"Ehehe~ Well then why don't we have a little chat, I have something I wish to show you deary." He then stands and retrieves a book from the shelve behind the counter and brings it over to me. Sitting down beside me he flips through the book until he finds what he wants me to see. "Deary do you know what that necklace of yours stands for in the immortal realm." I shake my head no and he giggles softly holding the book up for me to see. On the two pages visible are two pictures each with a couple paragraphs under them. The picture on the left shows a crystal that is very similar to the one my grandmother gave me. The only difference is that this one is shaped like a starfish and has light blue patches on it. The picture on the right is of a group of people consisting of 5 women and 3 men, all are wearing simple dress like outfits that remind me of the Greek gods and goddesses. They are all holding their hands over a large sphere that is made of every color imaginable, eyes closed and mouths open as if singing or speaking loudly. I go wide eyed when I see a familiar hair color pattern amongst them.

"Why does one have hair like me!"

"Simple my dear because you are descended from them. You are as the book states" he points to the bold printed title of the picture with one of his nails "A goddess of creation, love, and birth. You are basically a being with demon, shinigami, and angel blood all in one. That is why your appearance is so mixed up and crazy m'dear. No offence just stating facts love."

"None taken. But how is this even possible last time I checked I don't have any special powers or immortality."

"Well your powers haven't fully emerged yet that will only happen when you choose~" he closes the book and hands it to me "You can keep that m'dear it will come in handy for what is to come I'm guessing."

"How do you know so much about this Undertaker, and what do you mean by when I choose."

"Ah- ah..~" he wags a finger at me with a goofy smile before skipping off towards the back room. "I have given you enough freebies little maiden~ Now follow me I have a 'Guest' to tend to and we don't want anything to happen to you do we." I give him a confused look but follow him anyways as he leads me to what I guess to be an olden version of an autopsy room. It looks like a hospital room having a white tiled floor and faded white walls, a large metal table holding the body of a young woman is right in the middle of the room. A long counter stretches along the back wall with a sink and wooden cabinets above it. A few coffins are sitting against the left wall and if I had to guess I would say that a body is in each one. On the right side of the room is a old wooden desk with papers strewn carelessly about the surface, a skull with a candle on it is lit and sitting on top of a pile of books and papers.

"While I work on this lovely lady just sit over here and do what ever you wish. Only thing I ask is that you don't mess with any of the equipment or chemicals." He pushes me over towards the desk and only turns around to work on his 'Guest' once I have sat down. He gathers his tools needed and starts working over the woman's cold body, he is standing on the side opposite me making it so he can still see me while working. I still wonder if he can see clearly with his bangs in his face like that. I just sit there watching him as he works never losing his smile and a few chuckles escaping now and then. He turns to grab a tool from the tray behind him and I see the metallic glimmer on his right ear. I sit up straighter when the statue from the dispatch library comes into my mind. That right the statue looked like Undertaker but younger and less...well...crazy. I look at him now and as if sensing my stare he looks over at me curiously.

"Something wrong maiden?" I shake my head no and pull out my sketchbook and charcoal set again. I make a quick but detailed sketch of the statue and hold it up for him to see. He laughs loudly and cuts the thread he had been using to sew up a cut on the woman with. He skips over to the sink and washes off his hands and arms before skipping back over to me to get a better look at my drawing. "So you figured me out after only meeting me once maiden!" I give him a sharp smile and grab he chalkboard again.

"Crystal. Grell gave me the name Crystal."

"Well then Crystal it is nearly time for the little Earl to arrive. Want to help me out a little deary~" he asks grinning mischievously down at me making me shiver slightly in fear of what he means.

"But wasn't Sebastian just here why would his master come again the same day."

"Hehe.. Well the butler came without telling his master is why!" he exclaims pulling me back out to the front room after packing up and shoving my things into my arms. He opens one of the coffins resting on a display table before turning back to me. My glasses slip down my nose a little as I back away from the grinning madman. And it seems he just realizes I have them when i move to push them back in place. "So they gave you reaper glasses eh~" I nod and make a small eepping noise like a mouse as he picks me up and places me in the coffin. "Now you just stay in hear and wait for me to get you out deary~." With that said he closes the lid and I am left in the darkness. I listen as he walks away quickly and the sound of another coffin opening and closing. After sitting in complete silence for a minute or two the bell on the door goes off and echoes around the shop. I hear muffled voices and someone calling for the Undertaker in a bossy manor. I sigh and close my eyes letting myself relax into the coffin and ignoring the conversation of the others. 'This is actually pretty comfortable and relaxing.' I think as my mind starts to drift into sleep. I don't actually go to sleep but at the same time I'm not fully awake either, I can still hear the muffled voices that are just outside the coffin. My body feels numb and I can't seem to move anymore. 'WAIT! I CAN'T MOVE!' I start to panic a little my mind trying to figure out what is going on. Then I feel a warmth on my chest just where the charm of my grandmothers necklace rests. I find myself seeing flashes of my dream all over again and feel tears slide down my cheeks. When the last scene disappears the image of the people from the book appears, but the strange thing is I CAN HEAR THEM! I can't tell which one is talking for they all have their mouths and eyes closed.

(males/gods females/goddesses V= voice)

FV 1 :But why must we send them away

MV 1:It has to be done

MV 2: If we wish for our kind to still exist

FV 2: we must send them to a safe time until needed.

FV 3: Sister you are not the only one sending her kin.

FV 1: I know but it is still my child and I her mother.

MV 1: Enough it is time and remember for us it will be but a moment.

MV 3: Then they will be returned older but the same.

The vision cuts off and my mind is sent into darkness.